Hey Hartlist,
I had really hoped to sit down here and write something meaningful, but to be honest I think I’m still on drugs.
JUST THE SHOWS
SATURDAY JULY 9 7PM -The Annual Not My Birthday Gig @Rockwood Music Hall 2
You ONLY chance to see the full band this summer, Rob Rapley joins on guitar, it’s my birthday party,
FRIDAY JULY 15 630PM Incubator Residency Concert @The O’Neill (CT)
Jacinth Greywoode and I perform songs from IRON JOHN; Matt Gelfer (Wrong Band) joins us!
WEDNESDAY JULY 20 930- Don’t Call Us Emerging Songwriters Night @The Kraine
I’m bringing out some don’t call it musical theatre songs with a host of great writers…
THURSDAY AUGUST 4 - Pocono Lake Preserve Dining Camp, Pocono Lake PA
If you’re in the area and want to come see the band let me know and we’ll get you in! Dinner & a show!
FROM THE CHRYSALIS
So let me set your mind at ease, I mean I’m stressed about ticket sales but not making a habit of dangerous substance abuse. On the whole, things are usually pretty anti-intoxicant Chez Hart these days. But yesterday I had to have a (routine, fact-finding, I am fine) procedure done, and it was supposed to happen months ago only the first time I went in I heard something about an IV and some other unpleasant words and next thing I knew I was back in my apartment, which I guess is sometimes called “anxiety”. So when we rescheduled, my doctor cheerfully offered to prescribe me some Xanax, which I’ve never tried before. It arrived as a plastic bottle with exactly one pill in it (in case you’re worried about anyone else trying to hook me on anything.) I am on the smaller side as a person and have been known to be super sensitive to -well, most things - so a half hour before I went in I was googling helpful things like “Should I cut this in half?” and read something that was like NO YOU SHOULD NOT and so I didn’t, and I’m here to tell you that half would have been just fine.
Long story short, I got the MRI done and it was mostly a pleasant floaty experience without a lot going on in my mind except this one crystal clear directive:
After this, I’m going to Shake Shack.
Which I did, though perhaps not as quickly as I would have liked. A vanilla milkshake was acquired, it was awesome, and I wandered slowly home with grand plans like “making dinner” and “getting back to work”. Of course, I had spent the morning finishing a writing residency application that by god was in on time and took a lot out of me, but I was sure I still had something I had to finish. Anyway, by the time I got to my couch it was clear that nothing else would be on the menu, and that was jut fine. And as I drifted off to sleep at SEVEN PM my last thought was huh maybe it’s important to take a break from thinking now and again.
I had a dream which featured the song Take Me Home, Country Roads in its entirety, and then I got up and got into my daily 20-minute meditation with new resolve to actually make it a daily occurrence. My goal for today is to approach all tasks with calm instead of fist -clenched determination.
Also, (this is true), I’m going to IKEA. Wish me luck.
See you at the shows!
Rebecca